Looking back on 2013 (especially the last 4 months) I can’t really get my head around how much has happened. I lost my grandmother, got engaged, moved to the opposite side of the United States, and started a job I absolutely love. In the spirit of the New Year, it feels appropriate to share some resolutions (maybe that will keep me more accountable this year?). But, when I read this article, I realized a “fuck it list” (resolutions, if you will) is a little bit more my style. Still, I am going to drop 10lbs, blog 3 times a week, and become a more educated adult when it comes to global news and issues…
7 Things I am Going to Stop Giving a Fuck About in 2014:
- Worrying about being healthy. Yes, I want to live a long and happy life, and I realize good health is vital to achieving this. That being said, sometimes I don’t want to go for a jog and eat a salad. Sometimes, I want to skip the gym, drink an entire bottle of wine, eat 4 slices of pizza, and make brownies with butter and oil instead of applesauce. And sometimes, that’s okay, and I am going to stop feeling guilty when I have one of those nights/days/weeks (if it exceeds a week, though, someone needs to step in).
- Pretending to like the gym. Sure, I go to the gym (albeit lately not as much as I should). A few days a week I get on a cardio machine, lift some free weights, do some ab exercises. But, in 2014 I am going to take a cue from my girl crush, Jennifer Lawrence, and admit that I don’t actually like the gym. After a good sweat sesh I do feel better about myself, and that is why I keep doing it, but dragging my ass to the gym is torture most days. I’d much prefer a hike or exercising outside, but #realtalk, motivation to do that is hard to find most days, too.
- Swearing. Yeah, a lot of people think swearing is my vice. I absolutely have a foul mouth, and I am working to reign my language in when unnecessary. But, fuck…sometimes profanity is the only word that will do.
- Money. We moved from an expensive location to an even more expensive location (by a long shot). It’s painful to look at our savings accounts right now, and for this month I have stopped checking my credit card balance. But, I refuse to avoid experiences because things are a bit pricier at the moment. We didn’t move to New York to sit in our apartment and eat ramen (which we’ve been doing) – we moved here to enjoy the life, energy and food of the city. We have our entire lives to save for the future, at this moment we just need to live in the now.
- Work. I’m a planner by nature. I like to know how what I am doing now will affect my life down the road, especially when it comes to my career. This neurotic tendency has made me restless in the past, convinced I needed to be doing EXACTLY what I was going to do for the rest of my life at 24 so I could be on the trajectory for guaranteed success. Enough of this. In 2014, I am going to take each experience for what it is, learn as much as I can, be as indispensable as I can be, and see where that takes me. No real plan, other than to be the best at what I am doing.
- Our wedding. No, not in the way you think. Adam and I will plan the hell out of our wedding, and it will be perfect and wonderful and meaningful and everything we want it to be. That being said, if you’ve planned a wedding you know one thing: everyone has an opinion. This year, I will graciously take every bit of well-meaning advice, but stay committed only to the vision of two: Adam and myself.
- On that note, my wedding dress. Everyone talks about finding “the dress” like it’s a major life changing experience, and keeps telling me “when you know, you know.” I’ve tried on 30 or so dresses, and I could see myself seriously wearing a handful of them on our wedding day. It’s a lot of pressure picking out the dress, and in 2014 I vow to remember that the dress does not define the wedding, and that while anything I wear will be perfect, it’s just a small part of our big day.
If you refuse to give a fuck about something in 2014 – send it along. I can always use more fuck it’s in my life.